"Smack."

A cloud of dust was lifted by the wind brought by the papers hitting the desk, and it stood out in the light of the sunlight that came in through the door.

"Mr. Pyler! Our tanker trucks have been stolen again! This is the third time this month! Meyer tried desperately to control his emotions, but his voice sounded like a roar.

Pialer has become accustomed to such accusations.

"I have warned you, Mr. Meyer. Don't go that way, or your convoy won't sleep! He replied, in a calm tone.

After the fall of the Santa Cruz Gang, the theft in Lincolnshire was directly reduced by more than half, but he really couldn't stop the theft of a fuel truck ten kilometers away from Lincolnshire.

"But! If we take a different route, we will have to make a big detour, and the cost will rise a lot! Meyer said.

If there is no railway, if the horse-drawn tank cars have to make a detour, the refinery will really not be able to operate.

In fact, Pyler still wanted to help the stranger in front of him, but this was really beyond his ability.

Miles on the side expressed more directly: "We can't help this, anyway, don't you have your own armed guard?" ”

Meyer smiled wryly.

Captain Lynch, who came with him in charge of the safety of the refinery, didn't know what kind of magic he had fallen into, and from the day he came, his mind seemed to be on protecting the assets of Standard Oil.

He was often not in the refinery, and no one knew what he was doing.

As for the escort of tank trucks, it is even less tight.

In desperation, Meyer walked out of the door of the police station.

He is a bit of a heaven and earth, and he means that the earth should not be in the ground.

In desperation, he suddenly remembered a person.

A person who has the potential to provide him with shelter.

Last time in Roswell, he was impressed by the appeal of this man, and he must have had his own armament.

The man's surname was Chen, and he used to run a grain store in Roswell, going back and forth between Lincolnshire and Roswell, but it seems that he happened to be in Lincolnshire today.

So, he decided to visit Mr. Chen while it was still early.

"What, you're looking for Mr. Chen? Who here doesn't know Mr. Chen? Don't know him doing business in Lincolnshire? You're from out of town, aren't you? ”

"Huh? You ask me where is Mr. Chen? The land outside the town is all his, how do I know which farm he is on? ”

"Oh, you said Mr. Chen, he might be helping those who need his help, I can't say exactly, hey, people like him are very busy."

……

After some inquiry, Meyer still didn't ask where Chen Jianqiu was, he just found that the name "Mr. Chen" was here and prestigious enough.

This strengthened his determination to find Chen Jianqiu.

But how can you find him? Why don't you go back and ask Pyler or Miles in the sheriff's office?

Just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly saw a familiar figure flash in front of him.

An Indian, on horseback, appeared on the main road in front of the sheriff's office.

This man he had met in Roswell, his name was Asuka, and he often patrolled the vicinity of Newtown with militia, and he had always thought that this man was the sheriff of Newtown.

The Indians were sheriffs, and he hadn't really seen them much.

Even if you can't see Chen Jianqiu, if you really can't help it, maybe this person can help you.

"Mr. Asuka!" Meyer stopped the Indians, "Excuse me, is Mr. Chan in Lincolnshire now?" ”

Asuka heard someone calling for him, turned his head, and saw Meyer standing on the side of the street.

He thought for a moment and nodded at Meyer: "Do you have anything to do with him?" ”

"There's something I want to talk to him about." Meyer replied hurriedly.

He knew that after this village, there might not be this shop.

"Okay, you come with me." Asuka beckoned to Meyer, motioning for him to follow.

Asuka took Meyer to the mansion and led him through the door.

Meyer walked in and looked the mansion up and down.

It is very neat from the inside out, and although the furniture looks relatively ordinary, the placement and the things on it are very elegant.

This is like the house of a grain store owner.

"Is it so profitable to open a grain store?" Meyer muttered as he surveyed his surroundings.

He followed Asuka further inside, and saw the restaurant.

A woman with long black hair was sitting at a long table in the dining room, reading a newspaper and eating breakfast.

Sunlight shone in through the window, outlining the woman's wonderful profile lines on the floor.

"Camilla, is the boss upstairs?" Asuka asked.

"Boss?" Meyer muttered again.

"Yes, upstairs in the office." Camilla put down the newspaper in her hand and looked here, "Daddy James came over early in the morning to talk to him about something." ”

Asuka pointed to the second floor and said to Meyer, "The biggest room on the second floor, that is, you can go by yourself, I have other things." ”

With that, the Indian turned and left the house.

Meyer walked up the stairs to the second floor, where he saw the large office that Asuka and Camilla had spoken of.

The door was open, and the sound of conversation could be heard inside.

Meyer walked slowly towards the door.

He hesitated as he approached the door.

If you stay at the door, you are suspected of eavesdropping on other people's conversations; And it seems a little abrupt to break in rashly.

But a familiar voice suddenly came from the room, and he was relieved: "Friends outside the door, come in first, my side will be over soon." ”

Meyer was shocked.

He didn't know how Chen Jianqiu found him outside the room.

"My advice to you is to scale up some more production, contact some more ranchers, Grange is a very good organization and I support you."

Chen Jianqiu in the room stood in front of his large desk.

He was hugging an old rancher goodbye: "If you need financial help, you can come here at any time, and if I'm not here, someone else will be here." ”

Daddy James shook Chen Jianqiu's hand hard and laughed happily.

After sending the old rancher out of the room, Chen Jianqiu turned his attention to Meyer who entered the room.

He pointed to the sofa and said to Meyer very warmly, "Please take a seat, Mr. Meyer." ”

Meyer sat down.

He looked at Chen Jianqiu and found that he did not sit back in the chair behind his desk, but sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Chen Jianqiu put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, sitting in a very upright position, leaning slightly on the back of the sofa, and looking directly at Meyer.

If the last time Meyer saw Chen Jianqiu, it was a sharp sword, then the young man in front of him at this time was a knife that had been sheathed.

Although the edge is gone, the coercion is amazing.

"Well, Mr. Chen, I'll just say it directly."

"Oil from the refinery, on its way to Albuquerque, has been stolen." Meyer's hand gestured as he said, "I hope you can provide some protection for my convoy." ”

"Yes, no problem." Chen Jianqiu's answer was very brief, "You can discuss the specific matters and expenses with one of my Indians named Asuka." ”

Meyer didn't expect the answer on the other side to be so crisp, and the words he had prepared before were useless for a while.

He thanked him and left the room.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the scenery outside the window, thought for a while, and knocked the bell on the table.

After a while, Abiot walked into Chen Jianqiu's office.

"Tell Thiago to stop for two days, and when he will recover, listen to my notice."

Meyer soon found Asuka on his way back to town.

The Indians didn't go very fast, so they didn't go very far.

Meyer quickly told Asuka all of Chen Jianqiu's words, and implored Asuka to provide protection for the company's transportation fleet according to Chen Jianqiu's words.

After the price reached a relatively high level, Asuka reluctantly agreed, and signed a short-term contract on the basis of the number of times.

A week later, another batch of tankers arrived in Lincolnshire, and when they set out, the convoy was filled with more birds and a few patrolling soldiers from the stone fort.

This time, the convoy arrived safely and soundly in Albuquerque.

In the next two weeks, the tanker trucks were never lost during the journey.

Each time the employee in charge of the transportation was the first white employee of Meyer's line to bring to Roswell, and according to them, the Indian took them along a similar route.

Along the way, the wind and waves were calm, and even people couldn't see a few.

Meyer looked at the refined oil products that were being transported onto the train, and he had a plan in his heart.

Asuka's short-term contract expired, and he and the Indians proposed that they did not plan to renew it, on the grounds that Asuka and his guards did not actually play a role.

Meyer's heart had already made a calculation.

When a safe line has been found, why keep hiring these people?

The transportation cost is already high, and on the premise of finding a safe route, there is no need to pay for security.

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(End of chapter)